#because he's feeling secure and happy now

[rensylph]

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐒/𝐎

<< yandere genshin men with pregnant S/o >>

Characters : ayato, diluc, kaeya, alhaitham, neuvillete, wriostheley, zhongli , tartaglia

After some inconvenience you end up pregnant with your first child in the earliest part of your marriage, and this is their reaction

⚠️ Warning : baby trapping, non con intimacy, and other disturbing content ⚠️

( Based on the last poll I made, as promised this yandere genshin men Headcanon of pregnant S/o )

<< English is not my first language >>

Ayato

< How many kids he wants : 3 - 6 >

Oh what a joyous occasion, when you tell him you were expecting a child, he pauses and smiles saying what a miracle he was already expecting this would happen. Ayaka is also happy with this news she would visit you and press her ear to your baby bump and talk to the baby or basically rub your stomach.

Having a child with you is the only way you are tied to him forever, by having a child you finally have something to stay with him as well as having the next head of the clan, making sure his clans future is secured. He babyfied the entire house for you as well as babying you, saying these emotions are just your hormones and saying the baby is a blessing

He will not allow you to leave your bed, before you are pregnant you're still allowed to walk around the estate but now you're not allowed or step outside your bed. You were put under strict bed rest and if you need to get around you have him, his sister or thoma to help you as well having the shuutmasuban monitoring you 24/7

Diluc

< how many kids he wants : 2 - 4 >

When you tell him about this news he runs towards you carefully of course not wanting to hurt the baby, and hugs you tightly and kisses your forehead saying you both will be good parents and a thank you for giving him the best present he ever asked for. The entire staff was soon aware of this news and started the preparation for a new born. Adeline will monitor you attending your every need when diluc is busy.

The nursery is all set up, and everything is set. After Kaeya's departure from the mansion as well as his father dying, the mansion has been quite lonely before your arrival, the mansion has started to have more light and after your pregnancy announcement it grows more. It melts his heart knowing he will not be alone anymore. Your babies will be spoiled a lot by him.

You are not allowed to walk around without him or Adeline supervision or not you're not allowed to walk around because he will carry you everywhere thinking it will cause harm to the baby. He will help you with your daily routine and will prevent you from reading your favorite novels cause stress is bad for the baby.

Kaeya

< How many kids he wants : 1 - 2 >

To be honest, he never expected to be a father. He always thought he would be a bad father. But after you tell him you're pregnant he will embrace you and say thank you and you both will get through this together. This is unexpected for him but he was happy having a child

He was anxious and nervous at first, but he handled it like a pro. Soon he started to enjoy the process when days got rough he would put his head on your bump and talk to the baby as well trying to feel it kicking. These small moments that lead him to start enjoying fatherhood.

After the baby was born he started to want more kids because, he really loves this bundle of joy and you know what can make him more happy more bundles of joy he will try to convince you to have another kid. And on the bright side your relationship is more healthier as well giving the outside a perfect image of your relationship.

Alhaitham

< How many kids he wants 2 - 4 >

He came prepared for your pregnancy, he read tons of books about babies as well about parenting he is prepared for this, he would control every aspect of your life food, bed time and other things

He will monitor you every day, he will free his schedule to make sure you will attend as well following the schedule he gives you during pregnancy. He will be there with your every step buying maternal clothes as well as other baby stuff. He has a very good job and is large payment. has a large savings for this day for both of you and the kids to live a comfortable

He wants to have two kids but he does have a feeling of wanting more but it depends on you if you want to have more. Your body is your choice, you're the one that had to carry the baby he doesn't want to tire you and force you to have more.

Neuvillete

< How many kids he wants 4 - 6 >

He was so happy after hearing about your pregnancy, the melusine will help you with your pregnancy and watch over you. Neuvillete will prepare everything as well using some dragon mating rituals for the preparation.

By collecting large amounts of comfortable pillows and soft blankets to create a large nest for you. To make sure you're comfortable. He will help you around with everything normal chores and walking are restricted your only supposed to lay on your nest to relax.

The melusine called your babies as their siblings and will protect you from anything, the steam bird pushy to share your pregnancy they will ask them to back away. The steam bird has been quite annoying following you around when you want to buy baby clothes as well fontainians love for drama they will approach you and ask about everything it has become quite draining dealing with people approaching you for information on your pregnancy. So that's why neuvillete prevents you from leaving the "nest"

Wriostheley

< How many kids he wants 1 - 2 >

After you told him about your pregnancy, it was kept as a secret in the fortress due to how many convicts are willing to hurt you as revenge towards him. So you were mouth to the surface and sigewine will do once a week checks up on going to the surface.

You live in an isolated place in the surface world, very far from Fontaine as well wriostheley office is built secretly to have an elevator going thru to the surface to visit you and your new home, the fortress is not a safe place for children.

He just wanted one but was afraid that the child would grow up lonely, the duke of the fortress of meriopede being your father makes the child stand out afraid they will be isolated by this information. If there were signs that the child was lonely or wanting a sibling he would not hesitate to give them a sibling

Zhongli

< How many kids he wants 3 - 6 >

If this happens during ancient liyue when he's by far much younger than his current timeline, you would already have lots of kids. They would have been grown up when traveler visits teyvat as well them being full blown Adepti. Cloud retainers would love to baby sit your babies and will tell you to rest and let her baby sit.

If you're pregnant in the current game timeline, you would still have a lot of kids but not as much as the other timeline, you have to stay at mt. Aocang under the watchful eye of the Adepti due to the babies not being normal humans. They are half adepti if you're human. So when the babies come you will deliver a safe birth. There is a large chance of you not surviving the birthing process so he will make sure you survive the birth process with the aid of the other Adepti.

But if you're pregnant during the archon war, you will be forced into hiding as well the news of your pregnancy hidden since teyvat are being a battle growns for gods to dominate and control the thrones and he has many rival gods wanting to destroyed him so what can cause him great pain of attacking his beloved. Everyday he would visit you with blood on his clothes and comfort you even tho you tried your best to stay away from him.

Tartaglia

< How many kids he wants 4 - 8 >

The happiest out of all of these yandere , all his life he wanted a family and finally he was given one. He breaks the news to his family and they are ecstatic. He spins you around the room and laughs.

He wanted to have a lot of kids he came from a big family and he has many siblings so expect to have more than four kids. He will buy you many luxurious gifts as well as many toys he can buy heck he buys an entire toy store for his babies. Will love any gender as long as it is his.

Fatui guards are there to guard you no matter, he will not let you get close to the other harbingers only ones he trusts the most who is pulcinella or arlechinno to watch over you when he's out in work, he move you to a more secluded mansion with a lot of servants during your pregnancy and his family will visit you to check up on you. You are not allowed to do any chores only rest in your bed.

[yawujin]

Do you think you can do the allies + axis (separate) x a bratty s/o that’s super needy but constantly try’s to demand stuff and boss them around and is just kinda a very run of the mill brat. Like how would they deal with them?..and can it be a bit nsfw….pretty please with a cherry on top..

hehe sure ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ here you go ! 🪄

{ request } allies & axis x a bratty! s/o 💭 . ★⋆. ࿐࿔

type/content warnings • nsfw content , established relationship , they/them pronouns used , mentions of bondage , marking , rough sex , sub/dom dynamics

allies ♥︎

america/alfred f. jones

he finds their neediness kind of cute, writing it off as something that just comes with being in a relationship with them. soon, he comes to find out just how bossy they are. usually, he's a pushover and it's fairly easy to make him do the stuff they want, but every now and then he doesn't give in, puts his foot down and reminds them he too can be bossy, in charge and, that he knows how to put a brat in their place. they must be careful with whatever sexual favor they ask him to do, because he might just turn around and make them do it instead (i feel like he'd be petty in that way, and use them for his entertainment) 'can't tell me what to do now that your mouth is full, huh? '

england/arthur kirkland

whenever his partner is acting up─if he feels like it─he'll take the calm route and plead with them. 'please, love, behave...' however, if he's feels they are demanding too much from him, his attitude will switch up. he'll be very domineering, crass and rather rough with how he handles them from then on.

'say it... who do you belong to?'

france/francis bonnefoy

he gives them what they want, within reason. if they demand too much, don't worry, he puts up a good bargain. when they continue to act up, he'll turn serious─giving them one final ultimatum. "do as i say, or you will be shown who is truly the boss here." knowing them, and how they act...france gears up to give them something he's sure to make them behave... at least for a little while

canada/matthieu williams

seeing as he is already bossed around by his colleagues, they can bet he is not going to take the same treatment from his own partner. he's quick to make himself known as the one in charge, faster than they thought. he tells them to 'shut up and quit with the brattiness before i fuck it out of you' in such a sweet voice, it sounded more like a loving promise than a threat.

russia/ivan braginsky

don't. even. try. he shuts that bratty act of theirs down so quick, they barely have time to start. he can only take being bossed around for so long , until he finally has enough. he has his hands wrapped tightly around their waist as he rests his chin on their shoulder. "please behave, won't you? it will make me very happy. you want both of us to be happy, yes?" and in case they couldn't tell, that's russian for don't fuck around and find out.

china/yao wang

he's very secure in himself that─he doesn't feel the need to intimidate them into submission. he doesn't do everything they ask of him, only the things he wants to do or wants them to enjoy. he has his own special way of dealing with them and that's getting them hot and bothered enough to try and rile him up. do things for him. that's right, china finesses his way into making them do something for him instead of the other way around. it usually involves promising them some type of reward for good behavior. but first, they must please him and act accordingly. "...you're doing so good for me." he praises.

axis ♥︎

n. italy/feliciano vargas

has a method similar to china's. it's a give and take relationship. italy does a few things for them, and in return they behave.

usually turning out really wholesome, with italy cuddling with them since they're soooo needy─he admits that it kind of turns him on when they boss him around so much. "i wouldn't mind being there anytime you need me." he sighs happily, burying his face deeper into their arms.

germany/ludwig beilschmidt

he usually likes it when they tell him what to do. he's a very organized man who is very good at following orders. he doesn't like it so much when they act like a brat, so he makes sure to take care of that ASAP. he's lowkey begging them to behave, telling them that he'll do anything to make them act right...not knowing that he's kind of allowing them to act up even more. poor germany...he's a lil' confused but he's got the spirit. "if i fuck you like this, then will you behave?"

japan/kiku honda

he's literally like no then goes on to use shibari as a way to torture them into submission. "if you keep acting like that, i'll have you tied up everyday from now on." it's a tempting threat but they know that japan's willpower and discipline could really mean that he'd have them tied up without relief for a long, long time. it's their choice on whether or not they want to behave, but they will always know what will happen if they don't. this makes it especially exciting for japan, with him knowing that their behavior will be unpredictable each day.

s. italy/lovino vargas

he lets them carry on throughout the day, holding himself back and pretending that their brattiness does not have any effect on him. that is, until the end of the day, where he makes them beg before him. he would want to hear them plead for him to not be so rough, when that was all he could think about the entire day. he ends up leaving a few marks behind to remind them what will happen if they don't behave. "mmm." he hums lowly. "this is what you get for trying to tell me what to do..."

prussia/gilbert beilschmidt

okay so, it takes him a while to get bothered by it because their brattiness is all just kind of a game to him. sure, he gives them what they want but as he slowly sees that they won't be satisfied until they get a rise out of him, he begins to think of ways he can tease them back, make them beg him to stop. he laughs when he sees his brat whine. "is this not what you wanted?" he grins. "i know it's what i wanted." prussia revels in his ability to make them act like this. he hopes that they continue simply because he loves the feeling of dominating them.

[mightyflamethrower]

NEW: Border Patrol & ICE morale is surging following Trump’s win & appointment of Tom Homan as border czar. I reached out to a handful of contacts to gauge the temperature, and it sounds like a night & day change.

Responses below:

ICE officer: "It’s a total 180, troops are finally feeling like the sun is coming out after a very long storm. People are fired up to have support. It’s amazing because we all became so numb I don’t think we realized how bad until we finally have hope again. Everyone so happy about Homan's return." ICE official: "I feel that people know now they will get to do the work they signed up to do. And that they want to do. They know they can get the bad guys now.

Public safety threats, national security threats, gang members, here we come!" ICE officer: “[Morale] super high. Especially with the Homan news too.” AZ Border Patrol agent: "Ecstatic to go to work! Morale is even higher than the first time he won." CA Border Patrol agent:

"We've all been hopeful but the giveups are still trickling in. Nothing will change until Tom Homan takes the leash off us." TX Border Patrol agent: "Oh dude people who were going to retire are not and everyone is happy."

Border Patrol union also tells FOX agent morale is surging.  Lots of excitement about Tom Homan being named Border Czar. Widely respected within Border Patrol & ICE.  Several contacts also indicated they're looking forward to no longer having to use politically correct language, for instance, "noncitizen" instead of illegal immigrant.

It's a bloody shame to give a man a job, prevent him from doing it, and treat him like some sort of pariah.

[satureja13]

Ji Ho asked Jack to help him to get rid of that single bed Vlad was sleeping in - and Jack was all in. Anything that brought his best friend closer to Ji Ho was a good thing! But of course they didn't throw the bed in the trash compactor. It's not their ship - and destroying perfectly fine stuff is bad karma. Since they only use three of the four available quarters, they thought they'd just move the bed into the unoccupied one.

But this is the quarter of B.D's kids...

Ji Ho and Jack looked at each other. They are more determined than ever to bring him back to his family. This is so sad. (For me too. I haven't visited Great A'Tuin II since B.D got arrested. And seeing all the remnants of their happy times here is breaking my heart. One of his kids had even been born here on this ship...)

Jack and Jeb are busy checking - and if necessary, securing - the venitlation holes, so Jack had to get back to work. And since Ji Ho has no special task on this ship, he's the Ji Ho of all trades ^^' Today he's supposed to make an inventory of the smaller storage. To see for how long their Dilithium and supplies would last them. He was still so sad when he got there, and deep in thoughts. Ji Ho is the most sensible of them all, he can't just shake this off.

But then his attention was drawn to something... Oh no - someone (thing?) has stolen food from the containers! Metal containers at that! It seems Jack was right! There must be an alien creature on the ship! One that is able to crack (or bite ö.Ö') open sturdy metal containers!

None of the Little Ones is capable of doing this. Not even Evil Malfoy! Ji Ho was just about to flee from the scary storage, when he noticed the metal cages. Maybe the creature had escaped from them? o.o

Only one place he feels safe and secure came to his panicking mind, and that was Vlad. So he ran to their quarters. Then he heard a rustle from the ventilation shafts and he ran even faster! Oh gods!

Vlad sensed through the Bond that something was wrong with Ji Ho. He darted to the door to get to him, but Ji Ho was faster. Ji Ho was panting, his heart beating fast: "Thank the Gods, you're here." Then he told Vlad what happened.

Vlad pulled Ji Ho in his arms: "You're safe." Vlad would make sure to secure the ship together with Jeb and Jack. But later. First, he has to make sure that Ji Ho calms down. His fear and panic is shaking their Bond and Vlad can't think clear with Ji Ho being so frightened.

What Ji Ho also didn't notice in his shock state was, that Vlad moved their lily plant to their quarters.

TMI: The Lily represents beauty, purity, transformation, rebirth, and devotion.

Since awkwardness is still the main factor in their relationship, and Vlad has no idea how to calm Ji Ho (he knows very well that he makes Ji Ho only even more nervous), he went with Jack's tactic: distraction. Vlad: "I've noticed you removed my bed." Ok, that was working. Just in the wrong direction... Ji Ho's thoughts immediately went from 'omg the alien will kill and eat us all!' to 'omg Vlad will scold me because I removed his bed without his permission!'.

Vlad noticed Ji Ho's hands were still shaking and took them in his. Vlad: "Come." Ji Ho was utterly confused - is Vlad leading him away from the entrance and deeper into their quarters so the others won't hear when he yells at him? But he still followed him...

Ji Ho was so out of his head, he didn't even notice that Vlad had redecorated their quarters while he was away. He'd set up their hobby stuff - Ji Ho's music station and his easel. He'd even painted a cute mural on the wall for Ji Ho.

Vlad: "And? What do you think?" Only then Ji Ho took it all in: "Oh! That's wonderful!" Now Vlad's hands were shaking a bit, he's nervous: "So. Uhm ... we could spend time here together. If you like?" Ji Ho thought maybe Vlad didn't think it through. Vlad also has his computer here, to write on his stories: "Won't it disturb you when I do my music stuff next to you while you paint and write?" But Vlad did: "No. You use headphones, right? That's no problem." Vlad is too shy to tell Ji Ho that he is his greatest inspiration and muse.

And after the ventilation holes were secured, they spent their free time together. Without having to have awkward conversations and stupid misunderstandings. Boosting each other's creativity to new hights.

'We know how to fly Far away We’ll fly about the whole world We got used to the clouds Woo no Yeah Everywhere is already Our home'

My Zone - Block B A song from real Ji Ho's group :3

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[ssnowiejo]

(Dropping a little rant; feel free to scroll if this isn't for you. I should be sleeping but whatever.)

When I first became a fan of Joseph back in 2022, I was genuinely rooting for him. I was thrilled when he was cast in AQPDO and Gladiator II,even if those weren't the types of movies I usually enjoy. I wasn't as enthusiastic about FF, since I always felt he had more potential in indie or independent films. Still, I was ready to support him because I was a true fan. There’s a little story I’ve never shared before (but maybe some of you will relate to it before everything with the DC stuff unfolded).

Like many women, I've had my share of terrifying experiences with men, many of which happened when I was a minor, being chased by older men, catcalled, and even touched inappropriately on public transport. These moments left me with social anxiety that only worsened after high school. I wouldn’t leave the house unless I was sure I’d be accompanied by someone I trusted. The idea of going out alone was terrifying. I canceled plans often and sometimes felt ashamed for being “an adult” who was too anxious to leave her own home.

Then, when I became a fan of Joe, I saw photos and videos of him walking around London. I know this may sound silly, but I thought to myself, “He looks so confident. He doesn’t seem to care about walking alone. I want to be like that.” A few weeks later, I worked up the courage to go outside by myself, no friends, no one, just me. It was incredibly scary, but I did it. I even laughed a little, thinking that I did it just because I wanted to seem as cool and carefree as Joe.

I always thought he’d be the type of person who might understand a struggle like that. But after seeing who he chose to date, I can't help but feel disheartened. It makes me wonder if he would laugh at my struggles alongside Doja. It stings and makes me feel a bit insecure, even though I know deep down I was never going to meet him. Yet, the thought that people like him and Doja exist, and that I could cross paths with people who share their mindset, fills me with dread.

This might sound ridiculous to some, but for many years, being a fan provided a sense of safety. I truly believed it would be the same with Joe, I was happy to be a part of his fandom for the past two years. Now I realise that there isn’t any real “safe place” in celebrity culture. It saddens me deeply that people with money, fame, and status often get away with so much. Selfish people who hurt others continue to thrive, while the rest of us have to endure and “just deal with it” because that’s how the world works.

What makes it worse is knowing that, in the end, he really doesn’t care,his fans don’t care, the industry doesn’t care. As long as he and Doja bring in money, they’ll keep thriving. And even if their moment in the spotlight fades, they’ve already secured enough to live comfortably forever.

If they’re still happily together or just hooking up or whatever I just find it so disappointing and disgusting.

I’m just tired, man.

[renxzs]

I’m already smiling like a fool at Aelin’s insistence of not being awake and Rowan like, “mkay” and getting up out of bed. Ahaha, they’re so freaking cute. :’) 

And look how far they’ve come!! The ease of joking, the unbridled laughter and grinning. They’re happy. 😭

“I like being next to you,” she says honestly. And it's true. She likes being with him next to him, all of him. He's been a comfort to her when no one else has…  —> MY HEART. 🥹🫶🏼 And she’s so deserving of it!! 

Aelin narrows her eyes at him as she slowly sits up on her elbows. “What do you want?” // He laughs and kisses her fully. “Only you.” —> Ahahaahah. Her narrow-eyed suspicions made me laugh, and then you melted my heart with Rowan’s only you statement. 🥺💕

Now as they walk through the market with the late summer sun baring down on them, Aelin allows herself to feel that comfort she’s been craving. Because with him, she’s safe. —> Aelin allows herself to feel that comfort she’s been craving. Because with him, she’s safe. I freaking love this. It has me emotional and feeling weepy. She deserves so much to finally feel a sense of security and love and comfort that she’s desperately craved for so long. 

The fact that she’s pondering the woven basket as a gift for her mother warms my heart. It gives a comforting sense that she and her parents may have found their way back to better terms and understanding. … Ope, I just continued reading and Rowan’s comment about her mother liking it cements it! If he’s getting to know her mother well enough to know what she’d like, we can only assume they’re spending more meaningful time with her parents. YAY!!!! She’s getting more of that little family she’s clearly always wanted. Sweet girl 🥹 

He tastes like salt and sun against her lips, like a day full of adventures. <3 <3 <3 

When his clothes are discarded and they’re finally skin to skin, Aelin feels a new found relief burrowing through her. They come together flushed skin and desperate even after spending the entire day together, even after a morning full of their usual antics. But still, Aelin needs more. —> Their love is so beautiful. The peace and comfort they clearly find within one another is beautiful. My heart is so full with the happiness they’ve been given. 🥹🫶🏼🫶🏼

“Yes.”  There’s no other answer she could give him, no other answer she wants to give. // “Yes, yes, yes,” she repeats over and over as she kisses him desperately…  —> SWEET BABIES!!!! Idiots in love, indeed. They’re so cuteeee. I feel emotional. 😭🤍😭🤍😭

Thank you thank you thank you for giving us this final fluffy ending. It was perfect. 🥹 I adore you and every lovely word and ounce of heart you poured into each installment of this story. It’s been a time getting to connect with and experience these characters through this lens. Thank you for sharing this little world with us. 

Rowaelin Month Day Three: Idiots in Love @rowaelinscourt

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Written for @renxzs <3<3<3 Thank you so much for your love and support with this story as a whole, you have no idea how much it means to me. I hope you enjoy this fluffy epilogue.

warnings: mild spice ~2.6k words

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An Epilogue

Morning comes too quick.  It's in the way that the sun runs across the horizon with urgency and desperation. It's in the way that the blue erupts suddenly washing away the golden colors that usually greet the day.  It’s as though it doesn’t want to, cannot be, restrained.

Aelin doesn't want to wake when her eyes snap open. She's awake and ready for the day for the first time in her life. Usually, she prefers sleeping in. Usually, she remains snuggled in bed. Usually, she waits for the last possible second before getting on with her day. Usually.

And arm snakes around her middle in a vice-like grip.  She's pulled against a warm, muscular chest and those hands slowly begin to wander along the length of her body.

“Are you actually awake?” His voice is low and gravely in her ear, the rough scrape of his stubble against her cheek.

“No,” she replies, allowing her body to melt back against his.

“Mmm,” Rowan hums.  One of his hands remains flush against her belly, the other running down her hip and thigh.  Her pajamas are little more than a thin tank top and pair of silk shorts that she may as well be wearing nothing for all she can feel.  The calluses of his hands, the heat of his own bare chest, the hardness of his body.

“I think you are,” he says.

“No.”

His lips find her neck and press slow leisurely kisses there. “Alright.”

He pulls away suddenly and starts climbing out of bed.  It sends a rush of cool air beneath the covers and makes shivers erupt over her body.

“Rowan!”

“If you're still sleeping, I may as well get up.” He's laughing at her, unrestrained. Aelin glares up at him and he just grins down.

It strikes her straight to the heart. That soft look in his eyes, that cocky tilt of his mouth. He is beautiful and Aelin wants to stare at him forever and ever and…

“I like being next to you,” she says honestly. And it's true.  She likes being with him next to him, all of him. He's been a comfort to her when no one else has, shocking as that revelation is. The last year together has changed her for the better and given her more than she could have imagined. Despite how hard it was and how impossible those trials seemed to be.

“C’mon,” he says leaning over the bed and into her, lips hovering over hers. “Let's have a day of it.”

They both had the day off, her from the museum, and he from the office. She doesn’t know how he'd managed that with her father but he did and she was waiting on a new exhibit to come through and the shipments weren't expected for another day or two.

“What kind of things?”

“The farmers market and that chocolate shop I know you like. We can even go to Malakai’s book shop.”

Aelin narrows her eyes at him as she slowly sits up on her elbows. “What do you want?”

He laughs and kisses her fully. “Only you.”

“Well, I won’t say no to the chocolate.”  She stretches out in the bed, arms above her head. Rowan tracks the movement with hungry eyes.  

“We can spare another hour.” And then he's on her again.

.*.

She used to hate him.  Despise him, really.  There was something about him that made her blood boil and her eyes see stars.  Arrogant and cruel, she had many decorative adjectives and names to call him.  Yet somewhere along the way, she changed.  Or he did.  Or maybe they both did.  Together.  And she would be grateful for it, always.

Now as they walk through the market with the late summer sun baring down on them, Aelin allows herself to feel that comfort she’s been craving.  Because with him, she’s safe.

She’s looking at a woven basket one of the stands is selling, her fingers tracing the pattern.  The artist has taken great care in their craft.  Aelin ponders it for a minute, it might make a nice gift for her mother, or she could use it for her own decorations.  She glanced up to ask Rowan his opinion to find him staring at her.  Blatantly.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Aelin asks.  She rests a hand on her hip, and glares.  

He’s been staring at her all day without even trying to disguise it.  From every shop they’ve been to and through ever sip of coffee, he’s not taken his eyes off of her.  And Aelin doesn’t normally mind her boyfriend’s attentions.  Not in the slightest.  Even the simplest gaze has her feeling heat throughout her body.

And now isn’t any different.

He’s got a strange, determined look in his eyes now, it’s been there all day, and she’s on the verge of forcing an answer out of him.  Though, he’d like that a bit too much most likely.

“I can’t admire you?” he asks, smirking like the bastard he is.

“Obviously, I’m very admirable,” she says with a sniff. “But you’ve been watching me all day like…like I’m going to disappear or something.”

Rowan only shrugs as he walks over to her and plucks the basket from her hand. “Your mother would like this.”

And without any further say, he pays the vendor for the item.  Aelin drags him to another ice cream booth after.  If he won’t give her straight answers, she’s going to eat all the ice cream she sees. 

It might not be a sound trade off but at least it gets her ice cream.

.*.

By the time they return to their apartment its late in the afternoon and they’re both laden with too many items.  Aelin bought too many books from Malakai’s, including a new canvas bag he’s recently stocked.  And then there’s the fresh cherries and vegetables they’d gotten at the market, and a box of chocolates from the shop down on main.

They’d been at it for hours and Aelin was feeling the results of the day.  She adjusted the straps of her sundress again; the damned dress didn’t fit right and she still hadn’t taken it to a seamstress.  It was unfortunately one of her favorites, the gold one with the pockets.

“I need to go shopping,” she announces as she plucks another chocolate from the box.  Not that she isn’t already stuffed to the brim with sweets and lunch.

“Isn’t that what we just did?” Rowan asks.  He’s putting the groceries away, hardly paying her any attention.  After a day full of it, Aelin finds she’s a bit upset.

“I need to replace this dress,” she tells him.  She grabs the basket they’d gotten for her mother and moves it to set by the doors.  Hopefully she’ll remember to take it over to her parents on Sunday.

Rowan whips around at that. “Why?”

“It doesn’t fit.”  She yanks on one of the straps for emphasis. “And we both know I’ll never take it to a seamstress.  I should just donate it and try again.”

Frowning, Rowan closes the fridge and walks over to her. “I like that dress.”

“Well can you sew?”  She raises a brow knowing full well he doesn’t.  For all his skills sewing is not on the list.

“No, but it’s a nice dress,” he says.  He crowds her against the table, his hands going to her hips. “You don’t wear it enough.”

“Because it doesn’t fit right,” Aelin tries telling him again. “The straps are too floppy.  I don’t have the right boobs for it.”

He lets out a disapproving growl before leaning in close, his lips grazing hers. “Wrong.  Your breasts are perfect.”

“You just want to get laid,” Aelin protests.

Rowan kisses her in reply.  It’s a good enough case he’s making that she doesn’t try to argue further.  Instead, she traces the slope of his shoulders, burying her fingers in his hair and drags him closer.  He tastes like salt and sun against her lips, like a day full of adventures.  She can’t help but sigh happily against him.  She hardly even notices when one of his hands goes to the zipper of her dress pulling it down until it’s too late.

“Rowan,” she protests weakly.

But then his mouth is trailing across her jaw and down her neck.  He nips along the exposed flesh, sending goosebumps to explode along her skin.

“You are beautiful,” he says in earnest.  His mouth moves to her collarbone, to her sternum. 

When his lips find her breasts, her bra somehow discarded in a lustful haze, Aelin already feels boneless in his arms. 

Somehow, they make it to the couch, Aelin being now help in the endeavor.  But Rowan lays her down gently, too gently for her tastes.  But he’s kissing her again, his hands roaming in hot trails over her skin and she feels so secured against him that nothing else matters.

When his clothes are discarded and they’re finally skin to skin, Aelin feels a new found relief burrowing through her.  They come together flushed skin and desperate even after spending the entire day together, even after a morning full of their usual antics.  But still, Aelin needs more.

It’s sometime later when they’re lying on the couch, naked as they tend to be most often these days, that Aelin remembers her slight vendetta.

“You’re keeping secrets,” she says, looking up from where she’s drawing circles on his chest, tracing his tattoos.

Rowan snorts disdainfully. “No, I’m not.”

“Are too.”

He gives her a placating look and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. “You’re paranoid.”

Aelin smacks his chest, a bit too forcefully.  “Ass.”

She untangles from him, stretching in the cool air of the apartment.  “Lysandra and Aedion want to meet for dinner tonight, is that alright?  Aedion managed to get a reservation at that French place I’ve wanted to try.”

As Aelin tucks her hair into a top knot, she looks back at Rowan who is of course, watching her.  He isn’t bashful over it ether.  A new wave of heat rolls through her and Aelin is tempted to send her friend an excuse of some kind so she and Rowan don’t have to worry about clothes or responsibilities the rest of the night.

“A late dinner?” Rowan suggests.

“Yeah, I’ll text her.”  Aelin plucks his shirt from the ground and pulls it on.  It’s a graphic t of some grunge band she doesn’t recognize and is of course, huge on her.  It hits mid-thigh and she could wear it passably as a dress.  She grabs his pants and boxers next and finds where her sundress ended up.

“Fireheart, what are you doing?” Rowan groans from the couch.

She can hear his slowly rising. “Cleaning up, we’re not heathens, Rowan.”

“We could be,” he replies. “Embrace nudism entirely.”

“You would like that.”

She ignores his chuckle followed by a protest to come back and they could at least pull the throw blanket on while they watch Netflix.  It’s almost four and Aelin needs to run a load of laundry.   

“Fireheart?” Rowan calls after her.

“Laundry!”

Between work and social lives, it had been a while since a decent load had been run and Aelin was desperate for a clean set of sheets on the bed.

Behind her, she can hear Rowan coming down the hall after her.  While she grabs the towels from the bathroom, he heads to their room to put on a change of clothes.  She may have been joking about heathenism, but damn she did like staring at his abs. 

“I’ll take care of the laundry, Fireheart,” Rowan says as he returns with a pair of sweats swung low on his hips.  He’s already reaching for the pile in her arms.

Aelin rolls her eyes and tries to slip past him “I’ve got it, buzzard.  It’s just laundry.”

He of course, doesn’t listen and tries collecting the growing pile from her.  She’s apparently been doing too much around the apartment already and it’s only right for him to take on some of the load.  No pun intended.

“You are fussing,” Aelin insists.  “If it’s so important you can fold.”

Rowan tries again to grab the laundry this time his jeans are knocked loose and something tumbles to the ground.  Before Aelin can get a good look at what was dropped, Rowan moves to scoop it back up.

“What was that?” she asks, mostly shocked by his strange behavior.  Because, really, its reached a new level.

He looks up at her, still stooped with a definitely panicked gleam in his eyes.  The last time she’s seen him look like this was when she tried breaking things off with him.  It had nearly broken her to do it, but at the time it was the right thing to do.

Now, that look has returned and Aelin has no idea what prompted it.

“You are hiding something from me.” 

It hits her like a brick wall.  Because that’s exactly what he is doing.  Ever since last year when they’d been through hell and back to build up enough trust in their relationship to date in public, to move in together—they’d promised no secrets.

“I’m not hiding anything,” he promises.  She wants to believe him.  It’s not just panic in his eyes now but earnestness.  Those green eyes that offer so much hope and strength, that have supported her in some of the darkest moments.

His hand dips into his sweats pocket where he’d hidden whatever it was he didn’t want her to see.  They watch each other for several long minutes, Aelin still clutching the laundry and him…a black box.

“Rowan,” she says, voice unsteady as her heartrate ratchets up painfully.

“You’re impossible to surprise, you know,” he whispers, “impossible.”

He doesn’t say it with any malice but with amusement, and even a little awe.  He kneels before her with bright eyes as he opens the box to reveal a ring of gold and ruby.

“I had a whole thing planned out,” he continues, talking too quickly now, “the day together.  We were supposed to go to the National Library but that fell through.  Aedion wasn’t supposed to say anything to Lysandra about the restaurant reservation—let alone tell you about it.”

“Rowan.”  Aelin tosses the laundry to the side and steps toward him.  She steps closer to him, hand extended out to graze his cheek.

“Marry me?”

She remembers their first time together at the Gala.  She remembers, even then, that no one else had made her feel the way he could.  She remembers how he defended her against her father, that he held her close and given her strength to become someone else.  She remembers all of it.

“Yes.”  There’s no other answer she could give him, no other answer she wants to give.

The panic vanishes, replaced by the arrogance and pride she so often associates with him.  He wastes no time in sliding the ring on her finger, the box falling away.  With little grace and far less ease, he pulls her down to him.  They tumble to the floor in a mess of tangled limbs and desperate touches.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she repeats over and over as she kisses him desperately, drags her nails down his chest.  She tells him she loves him as he pulls her on top of him, his fingers digging into her hips.  She cries his name when all she feels is him. 

Eventually they’ll make it to the bed.  And eventually they will pull themselves together for dinner.  (It is a Michelin star restaurant after all and Rowan won’t risk her revoking her answer).  Eventually.  For now, it’s only them and that’s all either will ever need.

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thanks for reading!!

[thetarttfuldickhead]

That beautiful dum-dum.

[ruporas]

bound to want (part two) /// part one rest of pages under READ MORE after ID

[ID: 23 page digital comic of Vashwood from Trigun Maximum. The comic is in a limited palette of a dark blue, light pink, white, black, and a light beige color for Vash's skin and a mid-brown color for Wolfwood's. This comic is the second part to "Bound to Want" and is spoiler-free. The first part is linked here.

It begins with a panel close up of Vash's expressions. The sky colored in dark blue can be seen behind him. He has a neutral expression, but he holds a slight frown and the reflection of his glasses covers one side of his eyes. Wolfwood says, "Hey. What's with the distance?" In the second panel, the shot widens to show both of them, a clear physical distance separating them with Wolfwood walking ahead and Vash trailing a little behind. Vash responds, "What? I'm just walking a bit slower today..." Wolfwood looks at him with a an irritated expression, clicking his tongue. Wolfwood says, "I was going to wait for you to start... But yer just running away away."

Vash is seen looking away, unable to hold eye contact with Wolfwood as he continues, "You've been avoiding me since that night. Did ya think I wouldn't notice? It's about that dream, right? Tell me about it already if you're going to be moping like this." Vash looks slightly downwards, his brows furrowing and he starts to walk ahead of Wolfwood without looking at him and responds stiffly, "I really don't want to talk about it..." Wolfwood looks at him with a surprised expression, but doesn't probe.

A panel close up to Wolfwood's eyes as he watches Vash go on ahead before he follows suite with an irritated sigh. The panels are overlapped by Wolfwood's hand holding the bottle of the Bride with motion lines, indicating a transition in time.

A wide shot of Vash and Wolfwood in a room now. Vash is seated, his back turned away from the viewer, while Wolfwood's body faces the viewer with his eyes looking towards Vash. He rests the bottle of the Bride on the table with a "clack" and his other hand holds two shotglasses. The background is coated in a light pink.

A panel shows a close up of Wolfwood's face, his eyes looking downwards to Vash as he says, "Let's drink." Next to this panel is Vash looking up at Wolfwood, his brows furrowed and a slight frown. The bottom half of the page is a wider shot with Vash's body turned away from the viewer as he says, "I'm not going to talk about it." Wolfwood responds, "You don't have to." as he sits down.

A wide panel of Wolfwood holding the shotglass, pouring in the drink as he continues, "I'll talk." The next panel is a profile view of Wolfwood, his eyes looking down at the now filled shotglass as he continues to say, "You're..."

"... upset with me." Vash can be seen next to this speech bubble with narrowed eyes, looking towards Wolfwood. The panels are all coated in with a dark blue background. Wolfwood continues, "I can't be certain why since yer not telling me a thing -- but it's probably... my bad." The panels show Wolfwood about to bring the shotglass to his mouth but he turns way as he continued to speak, his eyes not on Vash. The bottom page shows him looking away completely with a guilty expression as he says, "I'm sorry.

If you can ever tell me why, I can try and adjust to make it more bearable. But if you're just trying to get rid of me--" The panels follow Wolfwood's certain expression as he says this, "I don't intend to leave you. I can't... and I won't." A panel shows Vash's wide-eyed expression, surprised upon hearing this, and then his eyes soften as Wolfwood again concludes with, "I'm sorry."

Vash's inner thoughts begins, a boxed speech at the center of the page and panels of his eyes, his brows furrowing again and a resigned, but frustrated expression. His thoughts starts, "Stop. I shouldn't be happy hearing that. And why are you apologizing? I should be the one to..! I can't let anything like that happen to you. You deserve to live a long steady and peaceful life. I want to be optimistic. I want to protect you, but I might end up doing the opposite." The text surrounds Wolfwood from Vash's perspective, the other man drinking out of his shotglass, his eyes downcasted.

"I shouldn't have you. And you won't leave." Behind these text is a panel of Wolfwood's eyes finally looking over to Vash. Vash's thoughts continues,  "It's so unfair." When Wolfwood sees Vash, his eyes soften and he frowns. The last panel shows the lower half of Vash's face, but tears begins to flow down his cheek. Wolfwood's hand is already reaching to wipe at them as he starts to say, "You know..."

A wider shot of Vash and Wolfwood, Vash slightly leaning forward with his mouth tightly shut, and tears steadily continuing to flow out of his closed eyes. Wolfwood continues to wipe at them with his hand as he continues, "This isn't a dream anymore. I don't know what you saw for you to be this shaken up, but whatever happened, you'll overcome it, right? If not you, I'm here too. You'll be okay, Spikey. So..." Wolfwood's expression grows more tender, "Have a little faith in me... and come back already." The dark blue starts to fade.

The wide panel has the dark blue background faded and replaced is the light pink. It shows Vash in full up to his shoulders, his eyes are still tears littered, but there's light in them as he says, "Wolfwood..." making eye contact with the other. The next panel shows Wolfwood's tender expression, his eyes and brows fully soften and he has a small smile on his lips, finally seeing the other return a level of sincerity with him.

The next panel shows the bottom half of Wolfwood's face and his hand is offered towards Vash for a dance as he says, "C'mon. We don't have to talk, but this is okay, right?" The background is now white and a ribbon flowing across the page separates this panel from the next sequence. Vash's inner thoughts continus, "I've spent too long avoiding this. It's scary to want after I've taken so much from others." A sequence close up of their hands is shown, with Wolfwood's outstretched hand on the right and Vash's reaching hand on the left. Vash gently places his hand in Wolfwood and at the bottom, Wolfwood wraps his fingers across Vash's.

Throughout the page, a dark blue ribbon starts to flow around the both of them with confetti raining alongside the effect. Vash and Wolfwood are hand and hand, dancing together with Wolfwood as the lead. The viewer can see a peak of Vash's expression, full of fondness but also a hint of sorrow as he looks down at Wolfwood. His inner thoughts continue, "I don't deserve this. I don't deserve you. But why is that even though I have these burdens, I still want to love you. I still want you to be by my side."

With a close up of their mouths, Vash's thoughts continue, the text covering his mouth, "Wolfwood, I--" Wolfwood's speech bubble covers Vash's text as he completes his sentence, "want you." Vash's eyes widen for one panel and in the next, his eyes spark, a blush appearing on his cheek and the confetti flows and spark. Tears ease up on his eyes again.

"Want me too already, Spikey." Wolfwood has leaned in enough to rest his head against Vash, a hand of his on Vash's neck, holding his nape and another hand pressed gently against his back. A ribbon separates this panel from the next, a mix of confetti flows across the page, as Vash envelopes Wolfwood in a hug too, holding him and his hand gripping tightly onto his back.

This page is just the ribbon flowly throughout the page on the white background, one white ribbon and the other a dark blue. Near the bottom, the ribbon envelopes each other in a loop. A conversation of Vash and Wolfwood is held over these ribbons, Vash starting to say, "What if I hurt you? What if you..?" Wolfwood responds, "You? How could you hurt me?" Vash, "You know what I mean... You see it everyday..." Wolfwood responds, "If you think I'm going to kick the bucket so easily, I suggest you look at me more closely from now on, idiot. I'm not that easy to get rid of."

The next page has the ribbon criss cross over the top of the page. Vash and Wolfwood can be seen in their dancing position again, Wolfwood now resting a hand on Vash's shoulder, as Vash takes the lead. Vash continues, "Well, I know that... I tried." Wolfwood responds, "But you won't anymore... since you want me... around, yeah?" Wolfwood's head cocks to the side, smiling with assurance, cheeks flushed. Vash looks at him with a wide smile and fond, loving eyes. The confetti flows across the bottom of this page and as it eases into the next page, it starts to disappear.

Vash responds, ".. Yeah... I do..." as he pulls Wolfwood into a hug again. Wolfwood says, "Not going to run away anymore, are you?" Vash says, "No... I trust you." A panel shows Wolfwood's turning away slightly with a shy expression, muttering "Geez..."

In a more simplified style, Wolfwood is seen gripping Vash's cheeks now with his hand, "Though... You do remember you avoided me for two weeks straight, right? How are you going to make that up to me?" Wolfwood asks. Vash responds with eyes closed and a pucker of his lips. A vein of irritation appears on Wolfwood's face. Wolfwood starts to squeeze at Vash's cheek with both hands, shouting, "Now that you've recovered, you're trying to be funny, huh?!" Vash says through the squished cheeks, "I'm just happy..."

The next page opens with a closed up panel of Vash's widen eye as Wolfwood's hand moves from squishing his cheeks to gently holding them and Wolfwood leans in. The inner thoughts starts again, "There's a chance I'm not making the right choice... My dreams, my fears of losing you, it will never go away. But you said you won't let it happen... And I want to hang onto your words closely this time. After all, if it's anyone who can make me believe, it's you."  The white ribbon from previous pages flows across the page and it visibly ends at the bottom of the page, enclosing the two of them as they share a gentle kiss with Vash holding Wolfwood's face, a tear in his eye.

The next pages starts with Wolfwood saying, "You cryin' again?" Vash responds, "I'm just grateful..." Wolfwood responds, "But you've always had me." Vash responds, "Being like this is different from staring at you from behind all the time though..." The two can be seen together again, Wolfwood pressing his elbows against the table with Vash leaning over him. Wolfwood is easing the tears out of Vash's eye again, just like earlier. A close panel of Vash's fond expression is seen as he says, "Thank you, Wolfwood." Wolfwood looks up at him with a small smile, gentle eyes. Confetti starts to flow lightly across the page as text starts to appear against the white background, "I'm the one who's grateful...

That you'd embrace someone like me, when I'm not fit to hold you in the first place... But I know better than to hesitate. The moment I acknowledged it, I knew I'd spend the rest of my life loving you. So, have as much of me as you want, Vash."

The final page shows the confetti gently falling down the page and at the bottom shows Vash and Wolfwood pressing their foreheads together, Wolfwood's hands cupping the side of Vash's face gently, and both of them smiling brightly with each other. ID END]

[valeovalairs]

You can pry girl dad Mark Winters out of my cold dead hands.

[mc-critical]

1.10 / 1.09

[shannonsketches]

lays on the floor do you guys ever think about how in ResF Bulma falls for Vegeta's fake-out with Freeza and both she and Yamcha are worried about Vegeta's villain fake-out strategy in Champa and Beerus' mini tournament and how it's only been a couple of years since the Buu saga and how Vegeta straight up stopped using that strategy after that tournament

[petrichoraline]

I found this to be such a random comment until I realised it was Balgeum saying it and it suddenly felt so heavy

[yesyourstalker]

Neta Splatoon OC just quick sketches I did

[monkee-mobile]

Do you think Davybaby ever regressed before meeting/joining the Monkees? Either in England or after moving to America

And if so how do you think he dealt with it?

I feel like he did but to a different level. he probably never really OFFICIALLY regressed and was really of seen as a little one during it until he came to the states, but when he was particularly stressed out while still in england he’d often go into a kind of weak state if his defenses were really down, he just didn’t process it through really regressing like he would later on. in england, he’d try his absolute hardest not to have that happen. he’d just feel really small and vulnerable and had no one there to protect him or help him through it except his sisters, but they didn’t jump right to babying him, they’d more just help him through the panic attack part of it all. usually he’d just lock himself in his room if he couldn’t brave through it and curl in on himself and sob until he fell asleep (poor thing). he’d often start sucking his thumb, but he just took that as a “weak” behavior that was just coming back from his childhood. He’d also often go pretty nonverbal for a while afterwards but he’d push through it all and move on (which definitely wasn’t the best for him, but it got him through that time. poor little guy didn’t face his own emotions at all). this kind of shutdown didn’t happen all that often cause davy worked hard to build a tough shell and braved it through all the way to when he moved to america and got out of the pressures of his family.

the move really did break him down because suddenly he was alone in a strange country so when the boys first met him he was definitely flighty and not the suave kind of guy he got to be once he became more comfortable, but they were all new to each other so davy didn’t really have a chance to feel super safe to just let himself feel things so he kept up the hard exterior he had built at first. but of course the monkees became very comfortable with each other and basically climb all over each other at all moments so davy started going “feral toddler mode” a lot where he would just go all silly and giggly and playful, so his comfort came through in a relatively childlike way, but he didn’t panic regress until a while after the guys were a group.

but eventually it happens and davy breaks down really hard at some point. it’s the boys who really start babying him when it happens. in the past he didn’t have anyone to really take care of him but things kind of clicked when he was held and talked to softly and he just sunk into the love that was given to him and it helped him process everything anew.

[lhrry]

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[kozidraws]

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